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    Q wonders, briefly, how James could possibly think this is an appropriate time to profess his undying love—or whatever the hell it is he’s attempting to do; though, frankly, the skeleton suit did make him blink a bit stupidly at his laptop—but then something explodes to his left, and Q heaves a long-suffering sigh and snaps at him for ruining everything good in the world. James laughs and carries on wielding his Walther like it isn’t the 7500th replacement that Q has thrown at him.

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    Jihoon definitely looks like one of those artsy, exhaustively cultured types; prim and pretty and hella pretentious, who’s only resigned himself to a retail job cause selling his art prints on TikTok shop didn’t pan out, and the bank of Mom and Dad wasn’t willing to bank roll his granola lifestyle anymore.

    Seungcheol knows the type well, sees about a dozen of them roll through the store every year.

    He’s ready to bet good money Jihoon’s going to call in sick at least twice before end of the month, throw a fit when his application for time-off over the Christmas period gets rejected (but then take the time-off anyway), and then resign dramatically after his first bad performance review, refuse to work his notice period, only to storm back in a month later, furious that they’re not willing to provide him with a glowing reference.

    At least, that’s what the last three guys who worked the customer service desk did. But hey—maybe this time it will be different.

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    "Eh! 'Little brother,' what!" Wei WuXian says, mock-outraged. "I'm thirty-five!" (Sort of. He was born thirty-five years ago, anyway.) "You must be, what, twenty-five tops?"

    "Nooo," Xie Lian says, smiling. "I'm eight hundred years old."

    "You don't look a day over four hundred," Wei WuXian says. "Seriously, how old are you?"

    "Seriously, I'm eight hundred years old," Xie Lian tells him.

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    Lan WangJi had a lot of time to pray to different gods while Wei WuXian was dead. One of them was Hua Cheng.

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    Lan Wangji wasn't privy to the conversations that took place among Yiling staff, but there was always an apologetic, tense edge to the tech's voice when someone else took over his missions. As if Wei Ying had put the fear of God into them if they let anything happen to Lan Wangji when Wei Ying was not personally available to oversee him.

    "Something like that," Mianmian told him. "Anyway, it's not like there's anything for either of you to be jealous over. None of the other agents prefer him."

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    “Hanguang-jun,” Wei Wuxian repeats. His heart clenches. He wants—but he’d really meant to have this nightmare stuff down before they met again, so he wouldn’t find himself relying on Lan Wangji’s nearness. He’s not supposed to go back yet. But he’s so tired, and his will crumbles. “Yeah,” he says. “All right. Take me back to Gusu with you.”

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    24 Dec 2025